Judging from Young Master Mo's previous performance, even Jian Wushuang is not very confident that he can win.
Coupled with the fact that Young Master Jiu and the other emperor's sons wanted to seize the Xiantao from it and keep it for seven days, it was far more difficult than imagined.
By accident, they caught a strange ape that was extremely sensitive to the scent of fairy peach. This saved Jian Wushuang and the two men a lot of time. They could get close to the target just by sitting on the back of the strange ape.
During the next journey, Jian Wushuang and Little Dijun sent away more than twenty Immortals.
Following Emperor Zhen Wuyang's previous warning, the two of them restrained themselves, no longer focused on killing, and did not bother to intercept anyone who did not take the initiative to provoke them.
At the same time, when Mo, the young master who had hidden the fairy peach, was about to leave Jiaozhou, a crisis with great potential came.
After seeing nearly thirty Yanxians surrounding him, a young man with the same heroic appearance as Young Master Jiu also followed.
This time, it was Young Master Mo's turn, his pupils condensed, "Young Master Yu."
If Jian Wushuang were here, he would definitely be able to discover that this young man called Gong Ziyu was the guy who was beaten violently by the little emperor in the heaven that day.
"Fifth brother, you're fine." Gong Ziyu said with a smile on his face, twitching the corners of his mouth.
Young Master Mo did not answer. After taking a deep breath, he prepared to leave with his companions.
"Since fifth brother is in such a hurry to leave, let's leave Xiantao behind." Gong Ziyu slowly stretched out his palm.
His expression changed slightly, then he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give you the Xiantao, let me go!"
"Of course, Third Brother, I will do what I say."
Then a package the size of a palm was thrown directly at Gong Ziyu by Gongzi Mo.
Gong Ziyu's eyes flashed with eagerness, and he stretched out his hand to grab the package, but then he frowned.
In an instant, Young Master Mo suddenly burst out with unparalleled energy and flew straight into the sky.
Knowing that he had been deceived, Gong Ziyu directly crushed the package wrapped with stones in his hand, "Follow me!"
He far underestimated the terrifying energy of more than thirty Immortals, and at the same time overestimated himself.
It was almost impossible to escape for more than a hundred miles, and all escape routes around him were cut off.
Countless majestic forces are connected to each other, and the momentum can be overwhelming. Even if he understands the foundation of the Immortal Style, it will not help.
Dark blue crystals began to appear in the air, and at the same time, a long whip like a swimming dragon fell into the hands of Young Master Mo. He was still not ready to compromise and was making a final struggle.
"Young Master Mo, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? Don't forget everything we have done between us, and now you actually want to turn against me for a fairy peach?" Young Master Yu's eyes were dark and he growled angrily.
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Mr. Mo was unmoved at all, "I will definitely be eliminated after I hand over the Xiantao to you, so do you think I will hand it over to you directly? If you want it, just come and get it in person."
A trace of disgust appeared in Gong Ziyu's eyes. He held his right hand directly in the void, and an extremely sharp long sword appeared.
Facing Gong Ziyu, Gongzi Mo had no chance of winning.
By relying on his own comprehension of a hint of immortality, he was able to expel Gongzi Qian from the game.
One can imagine what kind of blow Gong Ziyu, who has been immersed in the immortal style for a long time, will have on him.
Even so, he had no intention of giving up Xiantao.
The long whip, which was a hundred feet long and looked like a swimming dragon, took the lead in launching an offensive, capable of tearing apart any whip blade in any realm, leaving a faint white mark in the heavens, and struck Gongzi Yu.
The invincible whip blade encountered a tough challenge for the first time.
With a mountain of swords at his head, Gong Ziyu directly used the almost complete Immortal Style to attack him!
The vast expanse of space around him seemed to reflect a diamond-shaped colorful light at this moment, which directly swallowed up and neutralized Gongzi Mo's swift and fierce offensive.
At the same time, rays of light like needles emerge from each diamond-shaped awn, there are hundreds of millions of them!
This dense light came down with the heavy sword mountain, easily breaking Young Master Mo's long whip and strangling his aura.
With a flash of light, he disappeared together with his companions, and was eliminated.
A fairy move that contained unique and domineering energy easily wiped out Gongzi Mo, but also put a heavy strain on Gongziyu.
Panting slightly, he reached out to grab the Xiantao that fell to the ground, and prepared to leave without stopping for a moment.
At this time, the sudden yet familiar opening words sounded from his ears, making Gong Ziyu's heart sink deeply.
"Third brother, you're fine." Young Master Jiu floated over from the darkness, with a hint of joking in his eyes.
Gong Ziyu looked at him, "You have followed me a long time ago, right? You have been hiding in the dark, waiting for the opportunity?"
"Yes, I did arrive before you, but you were too impatient, so I simply let you put on more of a show."
"Now, it's time for me to harvest." The young master smiled and extended his palm as he did before.
"Do it!" How could Gong Ziyu sit still and wait for death? With a direct order, more than thirty Yanxian moved and directly faced the dozen or so Yanxian brought by Gongzijiu.
Since the start of the battle for the peach, the most intense battle has begun.
As soon as the scene was chaotic, Gong Ziyu had Xiantao in his arms and prepared to escape.
However, what happened next made his mood hit rock bottom again.
"Gongzihua?!" Gongziyu gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to get involved too?"
The luxurious figure known as Gongzihua raised his brows lightly and said, "Third brother, I don't want to get involved. As long as you hand over the Xiantao, I will let you go, okay?"
Hearing this, Gongzi Yu sneered, "Gongzi Hua, even if the Xiantao falls into your hands, do you think you can keep it for yourself? Do you think Gongzi Jiu will let you go?"
Gongzihua shrugged, "I can't control that much. Now the most urgent task is to take the Xiantao from your hand and take you out."
As his words fell, more than twenty Immortals also appeared and joined the battle!
A force that covers the sky then comes down.
Gong Ziyu's wrist shook, and his extremely sharp sword force directly tore through the surrounding area.
Gong Ziyu was not afraid at all of Gong Zihua who was surrounding him. He had already mastered an immortal style and could stand proudly at the head of the seven disciples, except for his second brother Gong Zijiu who could not see through.
What he was worried about was that once he entered a melee, his advantage would be completely lost, and he would most likely miss Xiantao again.
Therefore, a melee is the situation Gong Ziyu least wants to see, and it is full of too many uncertainties.
Except for the younger emperor, Young Master Yan, who has never been seen, and the seventh younger brother, Young Master Lin, the most intense competition has already taken place among the three emperors.
After defeating an Immortal Immortal with one palm, Gong Ziyu ran away from the battle without caring about anything else!